The First Thousand Two Hundred and Sixteen Chapters Group Pk: Dark Night, Death Is Coming (Ten)

"I don't want to say it again." Ranbai rubbed the complicated and complicated lines on the blood-colored sickle with one hand, and a pair of cold and demon-like obsidian-like eyes captured people's hearts, looking down at the driver, saying word by word: " stand up."

"Sir, listen to me." The driver tried to persuade Ranbai to give up this dangerous idea. He didn't want to die in a car accident before he was killed by the ghosts behind the car. "Sir, calm down, calm down! Don't be impulsive. Ah! Cherish life, you have rules, my lord..."

The white and deep evil eyes glanced lazily at the driver, successfully making the driver shut his mouth and fidgeting with the steering wheel.

With a smile on his lips, the slender, pale hand lifted the driver's shirt directly, lifted the fourth round from the driver's seat, and threw it to the side lightly.

driver:! !

Who is holding the back of his fate?

Ranbai clapped his hands, nodded in satisfaction, and chuckled happily.

Well, perfect.

The driver has no love.

What is he here for? Are you here to be tortured?

The driver made a tragic decision.

If he can go back alive from this lord this time, he must tell his colleagues that he must not let a death god with a black cloak and a silver mask with a blood-colored scythe on board at night!

For example, those who ride bicycles, motorcycles, pedal tricycles, and so on.

Because of this god of death, she is simply too arrogant and arrogant!

Pissed off!

And take the job of a ghost!

This is his hard-earned job, as if he made a fortune by driving!

They have earned a lot of coins!

wait wait wait?

As soon as he thought of Ming coins, the driver quickly realized a problem.

This Lord Death got in the car and didn't give money yet? !

Not even a single coin was given!

The driver's eyes widened, is this an overlord car?

As a god of death, he even bullied him as a ghost driver.

He wants to complain woo woo, but the god of death doesn't even give money for the car!

Day, too much!

The driver wiped his face sadly, and found the problem of being unlovable.

Because he was frightened by this Lord Death, he also forgot about receiving money, and the four humans who were with Lord Death didn't give any money!

The kid who hesitated for a long time and dropped the chain didn't give any money.

The driver's flesh hurts, how many coins he has lost.

The cowardly driver who dare not care about the money, can only secretly hurt his own loss fee.

The kid who was shivering and sat beside him felt the bewildered gaze from the driver. The kid raised his head in confusion and met the driver's bitter and cold gaze.

Kid: "..."

What did he do wrong?

The driver, who didn't dare to stare at the white group, put his resentful eyes on the poor kid.

They don't even give money!

And Yanbai stared at the worn seat, motionless.

Sorry she couldn't just sit there.

Because this thing is so dirty!

Ranbai recited a cleaning spell with no expression on his face, and then reluctantly sat down after seeing the landline return to normal.

Stunned driver.

God of death, it really is unusual.

The rain has been falling, getting heavier and heavier, with the tendency of torrential rain, covering the entire dark world.

The closer you get to the terminal, the more gloomy and desolate the surroundings become. Everything that seems normal in the daytime becomes silently distorted and weird in the dark.

The doors of every house were closed, no house had lights, the roads were empty, and there was not a single pedestrian.